Chapter 646 Abuse of scum, the support of the sixth brother [2 more]
Si Fuqing has also seen Xu Lingchu's movies, and she also recognizes it.
If Xu Lingchu was still alive, he would definitely be the best actor in the international grand slam.
She clenched her fingers, released them again, and went to the hotel where Greta stayed.
At this time, Greta is contentedly removing makeup in front of the mirror.
She had just taken off her false eyelashes, and with a bang, the door of the presidential suite was kicked open.
Before Greta could react, her hair was caught.
The pain of the scalp being torn off made her cry so much.
She was forced to raise her head, and the next second she met a pair of cold fox eyes.
"!"
Greta's heart skipped a beat.
When she saw the owner of her eyes clearly, she was shocked and angry: "Si Fuqing, what do you want to do? Don't you want to be in the entertainment industry?"
How dare you break into her house?
Where is Glenn?
The highest performing arts hall in the world.
Of course, technology is also very advanced. There are cameras everywhere. What can't be photographed?
Greta couldn't believe Si Fuqing just grabbed her neck and dragged her out.
She screamed desperately, "Si Fuqing, let go!"
But she shouted so loudly that some staff passed by, but they didn't even see her.
How is this going? !
"Shh—" Si Fuqing opened his mouth and smiled coldly, "I'm scared now, what will I do later?"
This way, no matter how Greta screamed, no one paid her any attention.
She was dragged all the way into another hotel by Si Fuqing.
After seeing Sang Yanqing, Greta suddenly widened her eyes and blurted out, "Why are you alright!"
She used Xu Lingchu's incident to lure Sang Yanqing to commit suicide. How could Sang Yanqing sit here so well?
"What's the matter?" Si Fuqing looked at her, "Just because of your mental interference?"
Hearing this sentence, Greta groaned in her heart: "How do you..."
"How do I know?" Si Fuqing wiped his hands and stepped forward unhurriedly, "How about trying real mental interference?"
Greta's pupils shrank suddenly, she opened her mouth and smiled reluctantly: "You...what are you talking about..."
Si Fuqing put one hand on her head and said lightly, "Try it, you won't die."
"boom!"
It was as if something popped into my head.
In an instant, Greta's eyes fell into darkness, and her whole body was pulled into an ethereal nightmare.
Layer after layer, the cycle is constant, there is no way to advance or retreat.
In this endless nightmare, Greta saw all the lives she had taken from her hands since she entered the showbiz.
She was wrapped in dripping blood, screaming constantly, but she couldn't escape at all.
Sang Yanqing saw that Greta's eyes were blank, the cold sweat on her forehead kept pouring out, her facial muscles were shaking constantly, and her face was as pale as paper.
At the same time, she was also a little curious: "Qingqing, she is..."
"I'm trapped in my own spiritual world." Si Fuqing casually said, "If you like to interfere with other people's spirits, you should try it yourself."
Sang Yanqing didn't understand: "Spiritual world?"
"Onmyoji pays attention to the soul and body, and the evolutionary pays attention to the spirit." Si Fu poured a glass of water, took a slow sip, and added, "She thought she was an evolutionary, with some evolutionary genes, but unfortunately she was incapable of learning. After a little hypnosis, I thought it would turn the world upside down."
Sang Yanqing felt that he needed to rebuild his worldview.
She can accept Onmyoji, what the hell is an evolutionary?
Thirty minutes later, Si Fuqing snapped his fingers and released Greta's mind control.
"what--!!!"
Greta let out a shrill scream.
She hugged her head and slumped to the ground.
The pain in her brain made her completely unbearable, and she kept rolling on the ground.
"Si Fuqing, what the hell are you trying to do?" Greta was devastated, "You dare to kill?"
She still doesn't understand what Si Fuqing did to her.
"Oh?" Si Fuqing smiled, "You said you wanted me to kill myself silently and make the public think I had depression. Do you think I can?"
The tone of this sentence was flat, with no ups and downs, as if it was just asking what tea to drink today.
But Greta felt an unprecedented fear. She was sweating coldly and screamed again.
"Crack!"
Si Fuqing's fingers stuck out like lightning and locked her throat: "You are noisy, shut up."
"Si Fuqing, hahahaha, you're dead." Greta gritted her teeth and said, "I have a chip on my body. I just contacted my father just now, and my brother must have known about it!"
"The economic lifeline of the entire Western Continent is in the hands of my brother. You don't want to go back to Daxia, you just wait here to die."
Greta's expression was a little crazy: "If you dare to touch me, you and your family must be buried with me!"
"Really?" Si Fuqing said in a light voice, "Then I will accompany you to wait for your brother."
**
On the other side, the Principality of Muston.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the king invited Raphael into the palace for dinner.
"Brother." The king coughed lightly and pushed a stack of official documents over, "This is a matter that has been accumulated recently. Please, brother, help me deal with it."
After speaking, he put his hands together, his eyes only revealed a signal——
please.
Raphael waved lazily and refused ruthlessly: "No, don't disturb me, I'm pursuing a young lady."
The king got stuck, and then jumped up like a rabbit: "Little, miss?"
There are many members of the royal family of the Duchy of Muston, but there are not many direct descendants.
Inherited to Raphael's generation, only their two brothers are left.
What worries the ministers most is that neither of the brothers is married yet, and there is no successor to the throne.
When the king asked something else, the butler knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, it is Mr. Nome."
The king said, "Come in."
"Your Majesty, Your Highness." As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he knelt on one knee on the ground, and he looked anxious, "My daughter Greta just sent me a distress signal, and she was given to me by a wicked Daxia woman in Glenn. caught."
"That Daxia woman even wants her life. This is simply provoking the authority of our Muston royal family. Please save her, Your Majesty and His Royal Highness, and must severely punish that Daxia woman!"
Raphael finished his last bite of steak and looked at the king with questioning eyes: "Who is Greta?"
The king said blankly: "I don't remember either."
He was almost overwhelmed by all kinds of official duties, where would he have time to remember the titles conferred by the previous king?
"Okay." Raphael stood up, "I just happen to be going to Glenn to meet my friends, Uriel, let's go."
king:"……"
He hates.
Not only did he fail to push the affairs to Raphael, but he had to be pulled out by him instead.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Highness." The middle-aged man was overjoyed, "We will definitely remember the kindness of Your Majesty and His Highness to Greta."
**
Glenn is adjacent to the Principality of Muston, and the flight takes an hour and a half.
Within an hour and a half, Greta once again realized what it means to be alive rather than dead.
She is constantly in endless nightmares
When she couldn't bear it anymore, she was pulled out by Si Fuqing again.
so back and forth.
Greta was on the verge of collapse.
She started roaring furiously and slammed into the wall. She smashed her head and couldn't get rid of the mental torment.
"Si Fuqing, you devil!" Greta went crazy, "You are not human!"
"What is this?" Si Fuqing was unmoved, "You haven't been forced to commit suicide, have you?"
"boom!"
At this time, the door was knocked open.
The middle-aged man rushed in: "Daughter!"
When he saw that Greta's forehead was covered in blood, he was shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward: "Greta, it's alright, Your Majesty and His Highness are here, and they will definitely decide for you."
"Si Fuqing, you didn't expect it..." Greta looked up, her face was pale, and the corner of her lips curled into a smile, "I said, in front of me, you will always be just a plaything of capital."
"I am an earl conferred by His Majesty the King himself, how can you compare?"
Sang Yanqing lowered her voice and asked quietly, "Qingqing, has her brain been damaged by your play?"
Even her first contact with the evolutionary person knows that the evolutionary person is not under the control of the world at all.
Si Fuqing: "She doesn't have that."
Sang Yanqing: "..."
The footsteps sounded, and Raphael, who was still wearing a white court uniform, appeared at the door.
"Brother!" Greta brewed tears and immediately rushed towards Raphael, "Brother, you are finally here. If you don't come, I will die here today."
Raphael's footsteps stopped.
"Brother, she grabbed me from my room indiscriminately." Greta burst into tears, "Brother, you must decide for me, brother."
The king frowned.
On the way here, he had already investigated what Greta had done.
He had already sentenced Greta to death.
His elder brother is only his younger brother, why did this sound of elder brother make him so upset?
The king made another note in his heart.
Raphael looked up.
Si Fuqing just leaned on the chair and looked at him with a lazy expression: "Yes, I did."
Raphael withdrew his gaze and looked down at Greta: "Why did she bully you?"
"Brother, she is the one who is jealous of me." Greta is pitiful, "She and I both have a movie to participate in the selection of the Grameen Awards next year, and she hates me for winning more awards than she does."
"She also asked RM and Lan to kick me out, brother, don't invest in RM and Lan anymore."
Raphael hummed and asked casually, "What do you want to do with her?"
Greta was a little surprised, but she didn't show it: "She violated my life, I am the Countess of Muston, I want her to be publicly executed, and I also—"
Before she could finish her words, her feet left the ground.
Raphael's hand grabbed her throat, and the air began to thin.
Greta's eyes widened: "Brother..."
"Miss Countess?" Raphael paused, as if he had just remembered this, and he smiled coldly, "Then from today onwards, you are no longer a Countess."
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